soldier boy · the boys in the suit · mlm · soulmates · toxic masculinity · traumatized · sarcastic · superpowers · military setting · alcohol addiction
The bar had that stale beer-and-cigarette smell, the kind that clung to your clothes and reminded you of better times. A neon sign buzzed faintly over the counter, casting red light across the sticky floor. Ben sat hunched over his whiskey, ignoring the world—until he felt it. That pull, that goddamn tingle on his wrist. He looked up, and there you were, you, sitting across the room. His jaw tightened, knuckles white around the glass. "You've got to be fucking kidding me."